I'm having a few days in Devon with my daughter
Just the two of us which is wonderful.
It's a long drive down here so I don't see her as
often as I would like but as her partner is away for a short while
we thought we would have some Mother and daughter time.
She lives and works in Exeter which was my Mothers
home town and so I know reasonably well from time spent with my Gran.
My parents and I lived further along the coast in Torquay when
I was a teenager until my Gran died and I went to London for work
but I still feel very much at home here.
Today has been such a sunny day that we went for a long walk
around the city as well as doing a bit of shopping.
(My feet are killing me now)
Exeter is a really nice old city which
has a lovely old cathedral
surrounded by the old Cathedral Close
and the Deanery where my Gran used to work at one time.
My parents had their wedding reception here.
In places you can still see the old city walls.
as well as the old Guildhall in the main street
which here is called Fore Street. Quite a few Devon
towns seem to have a Fore street and I can only assume
they were the foremost streets in the town but if any of you know
differently then please let me know.
But it's not all history here, it has it's fun side
like this beautiful Pub sign for the Hour Glass Pub
And the bored statute just watching the traffic go past
although I doubt there was any traffic when he was
These two murals caught my eye as well.
We walked along the River Exe towards the old quay
making sure to
avoid all the swans there were about.
Then, as we were near by, we walked past my Grans
old house in the part of the city they call St,Leonards.
My Gran lived in one house,
one of her brothers (she had 7) lived next door
and her Mother lived opposite.
All the other brothers were within walking distance.
On Thursday and Friday while my daughter was teaching
I did a bit of research in to my family history.
I have been researching my family tree for a couple
of years now but mostly online, then I discovered that
Devon has a wonderful heritage centre with a lot of
old records. I have had great fun adding to my knowledge
and finding a few skeletons in the cupboard as well.
For a start my Gt.Gt Grandparents both had younger brothers
who were firm friends and
became young tearaways, ended up being
transported to Tasmania in Australia for theft in 1842
at 16 years old.
Seems a trifle harsh to me for one so young
but then life was then I suppose.
I also went and had a look at one of the villages
were another lot of Gt.Gt Grandparents came from.
I think they would still recognise parts of it today.
We are going out for a meal tonight before I head back
at some stage tomorrow and I will have to wait for
for a few months before I see her again.
See you all again soon and thank you for all the lovely
comments I get , I really enjoy reading them.